I hope to return to the country

Let's go if we say go.

Le Zhiyu's movements were quick, he packed his bags that day, and ran out of the Valley of Worry with Su Yi and Su Er in a hurry.

Although what Mrs. Yang said before was very heartless and made him a little sad, but he was finally freed from this place that had trapped him for 18 years. The excitement still washed away his sorrow, making him like a bird flying out of a cage, and he couldn't wait to go. Feel the free sky outside.

When he first saw the world, everything seemed new to him.

He went to teahouses to listen to books, went to play gardens to listen to operas, crowded in the crowd on the side of the road to watch buskers perform boulders on their chests, and even an old woman in the alley set up a small stove to boil maltose.

The old lady saw that he was born good-looking and pleasing, so she generously wrapped a roll of sugar on a bamboo stick and gave it to him to taste.

"It's so sweet!"

Le Zhiyu sat on the stone steps and ate candy, squinting his eyes comfortably under the sun, like a contented kitten.

Su Yi and Su Er watched from the sidelines, but felt worried.

As for the great cause of restoring the country, have you come out to experience the world?

"Your Majesty..."

Just as Su Yi said one word, he suddenly remembered that Le Zhiyu had told him to keep a low profile outside, so he hurriedly changed his words.

"My lord, when will we go find that Ning? If someone gets there first, wouldn't it be a waste of time for us to fetch water from the bamboo basket?"

"Not urgent."

Le Zhiyu licked the candy again.

"It's said in the book that sometimes fate must have something. Since I am a real dragon, my luck must be different from ordinary people. Maybe today he will be delivered to me by himself?"

Su Er panicked to cover his mouth.

"Young master, there are outsiders here, keep a low profile!"

"fine."

Le Zhiyu glanced at the old lady who was boiling sugar not far away, stood up and waved to her.

"Grandma, I'm leaving, thank you for the candy, it's very sweet."

The old woman was deaf and didn't realize it for a long time. She looked up suspiciously when he was far away.

"God? What day, is it going to change?"

It is indeed going to change.

Le Zhiyu and his party had just left the city, and the weather was still clear and cloudy, but it became gloomy and dark in an instant. When they reached a desolate suburb, it was already covered with dark clouds, and it looked like it was going to rain heavily.

"My lord, look, there is an inn ahead! Let's go to shelter from the rain." Su Yi said, pointing to the front.

Le Zhiyu looked at the unremarkable small building standing at the intersection, and tapped the palm of his hand with a folding fan, a little hesitant.

"The book says that in places like this where there are no shops in front of the village and no shops in the back, the inns opened are all black shops."

Su Er sighed.

"I don't know if the shop is black or not. I just know that if we can't find a place to live later, we will all be drowned."

Su Yi also followed suit.

"That's right, my lord, it's better to have no books than to believe in books. Our brothers have lived in a similar store before. It's okay. You are delicate. If you get caught in the rain and get cold, you will be in trouble."

There was a thunderbolt in the sky at the right time, which frightened Le Zhiyu's hesitation away, and immediately nodded in agreement, and the three of them went into the inn together.

Fortunately, he arrived in time, and only the two most expensive rooms were left unbooked. Le Ziyu had a lot of money, so he paid for the room without saying a word, and even rewarded Xiaoer with a piece of silver. The happy counterparty smiled, and hurriedly followed behind to show her hospitality.

"Master, you've had a hard time traveling. What would you like to have for dinner? The small shop has excellent roast chicken, fresh sea bass, freshly slaughtered hare, and delicious wine. Just say something, and the little one will bring you the food and drinks right away." Send it to the room, save the noise in the lobby..."

"no need."

Le Zhiyu stood in front of the railing on the second floor, looked down at the guests sitting at the table in groups of three or four, and waved the fan in his hand.

"I'm going to eat in the lobby, it's lively."

As a former orphan Yu who has no soldiers and no power, Le Zhiyu feels that his first task is to make connections, whether it is a high-ranking official or aristocrat or a high-ranking scholar, if he can win over one person, it may come in handy someday, just like In the past, Lord Mengchang had three thousand diners, including thieves, didn't he save his life later?

And the inn, since ancient times, has been a great place to make friends and inquire about news, so I have to take the trouble to pan for gold among people, how can I hide in the room quietly.

No, as soon as he sat down, Le Zhiyu found a target.

It was a guest sitting at the next table. Ever since Le Zhiyu came in, he had been looking back at him frequently, as if he had discovered some rare treasure, his eyes were very sticky.

Le Zhiyu saw this man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a sword in his hand, and guessed that he might be a man of the quack, maybe some kind of knight-errant, and saw that he had an extraordinary bearing, and wanted to make friends, so he just went along with the flow and gave him down a step.

"This brother, be polite."

He walked over generously and bowed to the man.

"Mind if I sit down and have a drink with Xiongtai?"

This person didn't expect that Le Zhiyu would take the initiative to talk to him, a flattered expression appeared on his face, and he hurriedly stood up and bowed his hands in return.

"I don't mind, I don't mind, please sit down, young master."

Le Zhiyu sat down with a smile, watched the man wipe the table and pour wine for him in a hurry, and asked a question seemingly unintentionally.

"I just noticed that Xiongtai seems to turn his head to look at me several times. I wonder if there is something wrong with my behavior that made Xiongtai laugh at me?"

The man waved his hand quickly.

"No, the young master has decent manners and outstanding appearance. I will admire you very much when I see you next time. I really want to get close, but I am afraid that the young master will despise you..."

"how could be?"

Le Zhiyu always felt that this person's tone of voice was weird, but he still kept the warm smile on his face.

"Meeting is fate. I rely on my parents at home and friends when I go out. I think Xiongtai is very suitable to be my friend."

"is it?"

The man was overjoyed, and sat down next to Le Zhiyu, reaching out to touch his thigh, his tone became ambiguous.

"My surname is Li, and my single name is the word Yao. I don't know how to call you son? Since I think we are destined, why not come to the servant's room tonight, and I will talk with you at night by candlelight, how about we go to sleep?"

Although Le Zhiyu has no experience in personnel affairs, he has read a lot of books on this subject. How can he not guess what this man named Li Yao thinks of him?

He knew that he was born with outstanding looks, and if necessary, he would not mind relying on his appearance in exchange for some benefits, but the premise is that the benefits must be as great as the military power in Ning Yuancheng's hands, not just a cat or a dog Anyone can come to take advantage of him.

"Goodbye."

Not even bothering to find an excuse, before Li Yao's hand touched his leg, Le Zhiyu stood up with a cold face, and walked away.

"Hey, son?"

Seeing that the cooked duck was about to fly, the lustful man was not willing to do so, so he quickly followed after him.

"My lord, stay here..."

Le Zhiyu frowned impatiently, and was about to wink at Su Yi and Su Er to deal with Li Yao, but his eyes happened to fall on a person who had just opened the door from the outside of the inn.

This man looked to be in his early twenties, handsome, with cold eyes, and a heroic look between his brows. He stood loosely at the door, as if he was a young general who had just returned from the battlefield. Immediately, he despised the fierce might of the heroes.

For some reason, looking at him, the string in Le Zhiyu's heart was suddenly plucked.

Is it...